(feat. Lil Mizzo)    [Chorus: female singer + (DMC)]  Goodbye (And I would never ever say)  Goodbye (Yo yo yo yeah, uhh, yeah.. and I would never ever say)  Goodbye (Woo - and I would never ever say)  Bye bye (I gotta, I gotta)    [DMC]  Yo yo, who know the game like me, who seen it change like me  I'm the MC'n O.G. from the N.Y.C.  And I ain't never leave the streets, the ghetto made me conscious  And I've been doin it since you rappin cats was still in diapers  But it seems to me these cats are gettin too big for their britches  And they're barkin up the wrong tree, callin my women bitches  I remember - when we used to rhyme in the park  But things have changed, now they bustin shots after dark  Now that's a shame - these youngsters see me in the streets  Ask me O.G. how you do it make it seem like nothin to it  Well I never lost a dream, the hustle's still inside of me  And never even departed me, this rap shit didn't father me  I gave birth to a lot of MC's on this earth  But they're too blind to recognize the truth and it hurts  What would you do if I said goodbye and watched the game crumble  But believe me, they tease me, this rap shit needs me    [Chorus minus some ad libs]    [DMC]  I see you, Lil Mizzo  Tell you somethin, check it    [Lil Mizzo]  Aiyyo I never leave the game, how could I  When there's so much to accomplish than bein broke and stuck in the projects  Come through in a green M-3, niggaz dickridin  Like "Damn, how he do a song with DMC?"  Don't worry about it, just know I'm in the game now  He was such a cute kid, why he sellin cocaine now  But struggling's past tense, I'm rappin now, bought myself a house  with a swimming pool, backyard and a glass fence  There's no time for celebration, mind elevation  If you ain't searchin for money what the hell are you chasin?  Go against ICU I'll put this barrel to your back  You know who this is, Lil Mizzo and Darryl Mack  I been a man since I got in the hood, flow so much niggaz get jealous  Like I can't stand when he drop his hood  How could you not respect Run-D.M.C.  For bein the first rappers to get they handprints in Hollywood  They deserve the respect of a legend, and I'm tryin hard  I can be the best rapper in less than a second  I'm takin over the industry, everybody knows us  I'm only 17 but my mind is all grown up, so whassup    [Chorus - same as before]    [DMC]  I would never leave the game my people love me too much  Because rap is my baby and I watched it grow up  Man I'm still here breathin, my eyes seein  That these rapper cats deceivin, so don't believe 'em  They got the nerve to rap about cars and iced out jewels  Man you rented it from Jacob you ain't foolin me or schoolin D  On how to MC, I be the pick of the litter  I've been in the game many years but I'll still spit a winner  Champ my people from the streets in Queens know I'm a hitter  Knockin balls out the park, gettin physically fitter  Don't duck too slow and don't jump too fast  I roll with young soldiers who put a foot in your ass  They be the new sensation, the next generation  Hollis Queens, Dirty Jersey, California situation  If I kiss the game goodbye, before I leave  I would go and fix some fake MC's, I'm signin out DMC  Goodbye    [Chorus - same as before]